User blog comment:Llamao/A Disappearing Act/@comment-3474228-20111016045020/@comment-3474228-20111016050842

He stands back up and snarls. "Of course I am the king here, weasel. And would you like to take leave of my army? Where will you take refuge? The creatures of these parts fear you! They don't like you, they'll never learn to like you! YOU are a vermin, no matter your pride, your honor, your goodwill, you are still a species of hate and malice, and the woodlanders who rule over these lands, they would NEVER accept you."

He smiles a little bit. But ... your will is still strong. It is a drag to be a good beast, isn't it? Always fighting by an idiotic code of honor. You can never befriend a woodlander when you are a creature of your kind. You have not seen yet Corbus, what we can do."